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Morning Rituals

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Our kids are usually at their best first thing in the morning. They get up usually before six in the morning, and wake us up with demands for big breakfasts.

The past couple of months, we’ve settled into a routine. My husband gets up first. When the kids wake up, he entertains them. It usually involves making pancakes or having the kids help him prepare coffee.

I wake up a few minutes later, wash a load of laundry, and change diapers. We all eat a leisurely breakfast together, with my husband usually taking pictures of the kids, before he goes to work.

Once he’s gone, there’s a change in the atmosphere. In our family, dad is the fun one, while mom is the one who gets the boring but necessary things done. The kids play for a bit, while I do the dishes. Then, I give my son a shower and put him down for his morning nap.

While he’s sleeping, I get my daughter ready for school. She gets a bath, fresh clothes, and her teeth brushed. I remind her to pack her bag and then edit it out sneakily (she has a tendency to pack the most random things, like a bag of raw potatoes, to “show teacher”). By 11, my son is awake and we’re off to school.

It’s all very mundane but I really find comfort in following a routine. When I was younger, spontaneity was important. But now that I’m an adult, wow, I find it so overrated. Isn’t it much nicer to know what will happen at a particular time?

Our mornings, in many ways are so ordinary, but they’re my favorite part of the day. What are your mornings like?

 

 

 

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None of Your Beeswax

Parents, raise your hand if you have ever encountered someone who acted like their sole purpose in life is to comment on how you raise your kid.

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They can be family members, total strangers, and my personal favorite, people who don’t even have kids.

neverletMost of the time, I just give a small nod to make it seem like what they said is of consequence to me. Have you ever tried to engage anyone in a debate over parenting?

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It’s pretty much pointless.

There’s a notoriously judgmental parent at my daughter’s school. Both my husband and I have been on the receiving end of her disapproval, in varying degrees. Maybe she’s the grandmaster wizard of parenting, so she’s entitled to point out what other parents are doing wrong., but I seem to have missed the memo.

What I am certain about is that parenting is such a personal experience. It’s hard to say that what works for you will work for another. Love is shown in so many ways.

My kids are happy and healthy, and when they throw their little arms around me, I would like to think that means that we’re doing well. So what if another parent makes a snarky comment?

You know what happens when you give enough snarky comments, right? It gives the rest of us the chance to whip out Mean Girl references.

 

A Definitive Ranking Of The Best "Mean Girls" Quotes

 

 

 

 

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Not so Fast, Mom.

Before going to bed the other day, I was helping Hannah with her prayers.

“What do you want to thank God for?”

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“Do you want to ask God for anything?”

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I swelled with pride because what three-year old asks for conflict resolution as a personal prayer?

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But she wasn’t done.

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The ironic thing is that she doesn’t even like pizza.

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Conversations with three-year-olds are the best.

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Mommy is Worried

I used to joke around that the great accomplishment of my early 20’s was perfect attendance at all the EDM events held at that time.

Now, it seems that my little three-year old has inherited my love for the genre. She’s currently obsessed with Zedd, who she calls Zoo. In particular, she loves this “party song”

Party song. Hannah would ask for it and say that “she wants to party”

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I feel like I’m having a heart attack.

I’ve written about how I will never be the cool parent. This prediction has never rang more true now that my sweet little girl has expressed music preferences that mimic mine. Are you sure you don’t want to listen to the Philippine Philharmonic instead, sweetheart? Enya, perhaps?

I know that at this age she just appreciates how it sounds like and will not be running off to the clubs.

But still.

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And when she’s older and actually going out, so what? Lots of people went out to party and remained perfectly safe and made sound decisions their whole lives.

But still.

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As parents, we do what we can to raise responsible adults. We teach. We discipline. We say yes when it’s for something good and no when it’s necessary. Right now, I’m teaching Hannah the importance of being clean and organized. At some point, we’ll have to have a conversation on things that are far worse than Play-Doh crumbs on the bed.

I am absolutely terrified at the thought that I won’t always be able shield her from the evil influences in this world. My worries run from exposure to secondhand smoke to lecherous men. Oh, the lecherous men. Keep them far, far away from her.

But I know that eventually, it won’t be my role to shoo away the bad from her life. She’ll have to do that for herself. When that happens, I would have to trust her and trust myself that I raised her well.

But despite this knowledge, I reserve the right to worry about her.

That is why I I hope that her concept of party animals be of this kind for as long as possible.

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Last Few Weeks

There’s pregnant.

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And then there’s very pregnant.

At around 36 weeks, a woman develops abilities that include carrying a significant amount of weight the whole day , washing her toes without actually seeing them, and growing a life inside her.

I may be biased here, but frankly, it’s comparable to being a superhuman.

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Just don’t ask her to save the day, because if we’re being completely honest, all she would rather do is sleep, sleep, and sleep.

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Good night.

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Life with an Almost Two-Year Old

Every night, I dream that our hours are spend bringing Pinterest to life. But yeah, she’s one and a half, so… reality.Image

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My Big Mommy Mistake

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… is that I overestimate myself. I’m a mommy, not a superhuman.

Rest is good. Sleep is good. Asking for help is ok.